When left to his own devices at home, Harley the Dog curls up in one of his favorite napping places and contentedly snoozes away. If we’ve given him a chew stick (he loves these by Free Range Naturals), he’ll amuse himself for an hour, longer, and then take a nap. But harness the little guy …
Harley sat in the back seat, panting. He was visibly upset and we had three more hours of driving to go. At the highway rest stop, we got out of the car and walked him across a muddy grass field, as far away from the traffic as I could get. This was not far — …
It was 104 degrees and I did not want chicken. I wanted a Cobb salad, maybe, or a Niçoise, so I blew past the chicken place. I also liked the idea of pie because I always like the idea of pie, though I am trying to eat like an adult slightly more often. I wanted …
You can reach the Maryhill Museum by shorter routes than mine, but I needed a road trip and was not in a hurry. I crossed the north side of Mount Rainier, spent the night in Yakima, and then, continued south on 97, past wheat fields and giant white wind turbines and little fenced cemeteries which …
I’ve been driving around Oregon and Washington with no particular purpose or agenda. Here are some pictures.
The road is a glorious two lane stripe of asphalt that flanks the northeast side of Mt. Rainier National Park. The day was dry and the light was beautiful, but the top of the mountain was not to make an appearance, the clouds blanketed the highest parts. Never mind, never mind, the air smelled amazing …